Sqwid Hood, Prince of Tees

Saving golf from the ‘Country Club Bitch Ass Mother Fuckers’, one Bunnathon at a time.

‘What’s good, Son?’ What's good, is much more than merely jarring sinuous 15 feet Playoff putts. Sqwid Hood's life mission is not only to save golf from its privileged Judge Smails-types in their WASP infested nests of corniness; but to also give it back to the people, to those who really appreciate the game: the public course warriors, the non-rakers, the divot-avoiders, the boombox golf-carters & Snow White raping newcomers that have birthed the sport’s comeback during the pandemic.

There is no question that Sqwid Hood is a legend at the Bunnathon. His Crown Royal consumption alone is enough to make the Corporate King feel like a Burger King Jr Whopper. But it was before that clutch putt from the 15th fringe that canonized Sqwid Hood as truly the ‘People’s Caddy’. The moment came when his brother Jordan misguidedly tapped in a putt instead of letting teammates Randy and Stinky attempt their potentially Bunnathon winning eagle putts. The golf traditionalists surrounding the green immediately reacted, with sneer & disparage. But Sqwid Hood wasn’t having it, he told those ‘Country Club Bitch Ass Mother Fuckers’ to get the fuck off his green and go back to their 19th hole den of inequity.

The rest is history. Randy and Stinky were able to attempt their putts (they missed), but subsequently, Sqwid’s brother was able to silence the haters with a Bunnathon winning chip-off clincher. Put simply, it wouldn’t have happened without Sqwid Hood. What does this have to do with the DelFL? It is a reminder, even though Sqwid is 0-2, he isn’t going to listen to the Brahmin elitist class of DelFL Owners claim his one Brown Jacket victory was a fluke. And it all starts with putting one of those ‘Country Club Bitch Ass Mother Fuckers’ in their place this week.